Page 189 of Allegiance

Quietly picking up the lock, he put in the numbers and the lock opened automatically.

“We got lucky.”

Oh, well, that had been part of it too.

“Nah, Preston and I would hook up back here. I’d park and he’d come to visit. I like a good blowjob in the front seat of a car, apparently,” he said, keeping it light, even as he was myopically focused on getting his fiancé out.

“I’ll give you one if you get us back to Rogue without dying,” Tommy admitted.

Rogue heard them.

“Uh, I don’t want to watch you blow Gene. No offense, but I like tits. I’m sure he’s got a perfectly good dick, but I’m a breast man.”

As soon as it was out of his mouth, he knew he was screwed.

How?

He got a text.

As he read it, he knew he’d said too much.

‘Oh, you like tits? Is that so, husband. As in multiple sets?’

Rogue laughed.

“Let me clarify so Mamba doesn’t take me out when she’s done inside. I like my wife’s tits.”

That was better.

“No comment,” Gene said.

Gene quietly undid the lock and opened the door. When he stepped out to make sure the coast was clear, he wasn’t alone.

Oh, hell.

Immediately, the cop recognized him and pulled his gun before Gene could even reach for his. Someone had been a little distracted.

It served him right, thinking about blowjobs again.

“Gene Cantrell, what a sight you are. Look at you helping The Hunters and sneaking in here. I bet you have something to do with emptying out the building too. What are those asshole Hunters up to?”

Oh, shit.

This was bad.

If this guy was here, lurking, chances were he was going to do some bad deeds while the cops were out too.

For Chevy.

“Gene, who is it?” Rogue asked, unable to turn the cameras on. Then, anyone watching in security would see it too, and that was an issue.

He took the cue.

“Hey, Detective Jesse Lake,” he said, so Rogue would get the name.

It was important for two reasons. He wanted them to know who might be killing him, and that he was a suspect.

He was on the list of cops Elizabeth had given them.